Bjjonesmylife. Book 2

I fast forwarded the late news on the DVR during breakfast to the local interest report with Marley. I was amazed that the complete segment was on our gym from the tanning to the boxing ring. It ended with a teaser to watch her full report on the morning show.

We left for the college with Patti driving. She had aced the driving final test and had a new Maryland driver’s license in her pocket. I took advantage of the right seat to work on my smarter than smart phone. I had all my e-mails taken care of by the time we arrived at the college.

I had a couple of meetings to deal with first thing. They were mostly to do with some repairs that had been contracted out by maintenance department while the students assigned to those dorm rooms were gone for the holidays. Normally security would have little to do with such contracts other than to check the contractors in and out. The contractors themselves were complaining about missing materials that were left overnight. The odd thing was that the items they were reporting missing shouldn’t have been here based on the type of repairs they had been contracted to do according to Mr. Bozman. A review of the camera tapes showed that no one had been in the buildings.

I had been working my back towards the administration building as I made the rounds. I had finished my walk-through of the building where the missing materials dispute came from. I had a meeting with Bob Jackson and Shirley Short. It was to be the final brain storming session about the athletics department security request. I stopped by my office and picked up my briefcase with several folders and a portable GPS locater in it. With Patti’s help I had everything organized to make the final presentation for approval.

I had expected only Mrs. Short and Mr. Jackson but the entire board was there as well as all the athletic department coaches. For the next two hours I presented the detailed plans for the security teams that were to accompany the sports teams on their away games through the end of February. I detailed the credentials of the armed security personal. I discussed the security risks of each trip.

I brought up our GPS security panel on the big display and keyed in the number to the GPS unit in my brief case. Within seconds it pinged on the display. I expanded the screen as far as it would go to narrow the location down to 6 inches. It followed me as I walked around the room. I pushed the emergency button and the screen lit up in starburst. I hit the reset, gave it a second to reset then twirled it setting off the starburst again. I asked the coach to stand off to the side and catch it. I threw it like a football. As soon as he caught it the screen lit up again.

“One of these will be carried on each bus. As you have seen it responds to roll over, sudden stops as in an accident or as an emergency beacon. This is the most sophisticated portable GPS on the market. If we go to the log it will give complete event details.” I said as I displayed the log of events indication the possibilities of each alert.

I answered a dozen or so questions before there was unanimous approval.

Just as we stood to leave Nancy Goldberg, Bob’s secretary, came in and remarked,” I see you are a TV star again.”

I laughed a little, “So you saw last night’s local report?” I said.

“Was it on then? What I saw was on today’s local happenings program. In fact it was almost the whole show,” she said. “I recorded it. I can play it on the plasma in here if you want to see it.”

I was about to decline her offer because I was sure that someone had recorded it at home and I would be able to see it later. Then there was a chorus of, “OK, please play it.”

There we all were in living color in short shorts and bikini tops or halter tops being shown giving the tours and answering questions. Plus they showed the interview session with the six of us. They also had a short piece on the Marathoners. Then there was the one on one with the reporter’s workout session. There was a short clip of them in the hot tub and getting their massages, the important parts were blurred out. That one drew looks from all the males in the room.

The reporters challenged each other to do the full 6 months as I suggested and to do a progress report each month and a body comparison at the end of the six months. Over all it was a good report and free advertisement for the gym. It ended with there would be more on the evening segment about the gym.

The girl’s track coach Kitty Barns asked, “How did you get the Marathoner? They aren’t supposed to be available for another year.”

“Friend of a friend, we have two of them to field test and evaluate,” I said.

“I have run in several marathons and I want to run in the Boston and NY next year. Do you give friends a discount?” she said laughing. ”I can use all the practice I can get.”

“I’m sure we can work something out. Because the runs can be so long you will have to come in and schedule times and I’m sure the girls will want you join the membership for them. They are already booked out a couple of weeks,” I said. “Gym will be open 9 to 9 seven days a week but no one on one trainer for the regular gym until 4 pm weekdays and all day Saturday and Sunday. Boxing lessons are by appointment and the hand gun training is by scheduled classes, the first four are already full. The tanning booths are 9 to 9 everyday. The masseur is by appointment or scheduled. All this is exclusive to ladies only.”

Kitty said,” Those girls are seniors here and they are owners?”

‘Oh yes. All six of us are equal owners,” I replied.

With that the meeting was over. Nancy must have sent the video to every one on campus. It wasn’t ten minutes later when the casual walk-in with questions started. I put the web page on the computer and left it there. Ching Lee had already updated it with a link to the Local Report broadcast. Marcy and Lorrie had updated the site with all the packages and training modules they had put together. The individual pictures of all had been updated. The two Moms were listed as administrative assistants. Kim and Marsha were shown as assistant managers and tanning specialist. Patti, Belinda, Misty, Sarah and Wendy were shown as training assistants. They had been busy this morning.

I sent Marcy a text. We need to get a doctor’s scale, a cloth measuring tape, a body fat caliper and a body index assessment form ASAP. “Will do,” she replied. Then I asked, “Do you think we should approach some of the female EMT’s or a nurse to see if we could get one of them to do blood pressure and maybe a heart check of some kind?”

Chuck Rustone from the bank called. It immediately put me on guard. When someone from the bank calls you expect the worst but it was good news.

“I just looked at your opening day credit card transactions. You had a great day. You turned in more in one day than Island Tan did in their last month. Congratulations,” he said.

“Thank you,” I said. “I’m sure that a lot of that was new memberships. If we keep every body happy they should come back. The second and third month will tell the true story. We are going to try to do even better.”

Patti and I headed home at 3:30, she was driving again. She wanted to drive everywhere she went. I had a silly thought – I should get her the little black driver’s hat. I shouldn’t complain, I was able to work on the smarter than smart phone all the way home.

Carl was to pick me up at 4:30 to carry me to Susie the Seamstress to fit the Blues for the Navy Christmas Ball. The Ball was 10 days away, the weekend before Christmas.

Marcy had sent me a list of ladies that wanted me to design a workout program for them. She had scheduled 3 a night starting at 5:30 and every two hours Saturday and Sunday. We were going to park over at the gym but the parking lot was full again. We stopped in the driveway and I walked over. The waiting room was full. The class room was full and these were waiting for the tanning booth. There was a line waiting to sign up for memberships. Everyone was in a good mood.

Marcy looked at me and said, “We may have been wrong about it slowing down today. It’s been like this all day.”

I relayed the conversation I has with Chuck Rustone. Then I asked if she thought we needed a nutritionist to help in putting together workout programs.

“No-one follows the recommendations they give you more than a week or two anyhow. Did you notice the street gang girls from Annapolis are back today? They all signed up for gym memberships so they could take boxing lessons. Shelia read them the riot act about attitudes when they are here and the exercise routine that she demanded they follow. She then made it clear that there were to be no drugs, weapons of any kind on the property not even in their cars and that there were to be no men on the property or outside waiting for them. She said she was proud to be a part of this gym and she considered it her second home and if there was any problem out of any of them they would all be out even if they had to leave in body bags. She laid down the law to them.” Marcy said.

“I kind of figured she was a no nonsense kind of person. That is a high discipline sport or you just won’t make it period,” I said. “She wanted sparing partners, she may have found a way to get an unlimited number if she plays it right.”

“Carl is going to pick me up in a few minutes. I’m going to shower. We shouldn’t be that long. Then I will start on the list you have for me. See if you can find as health assessment and physical sheet we can use.” I said as I was leaving.

A quick shower, clean bra and thong covered by sweat shirt and pants with tennis shoes. I was coming out of the closet door with both set of blues when the door bell rang. Ten minutes later we were standing in Susie’s living room that she had turned into a sewing room. She had knocked a wall out joining two rooms into a much larger sewing shop. She was waiting on us as several more Middies came in with their uniforms. I had brought the two sets of blues that I had. One was a year newer than the other and we were trying to decide on the best looking one. Both were in excellent shape. I removed the sweat shirt and pants to put one set on with the black polished shoes it never crossed my mind that I was putting on a show for the Middies and Carl.

Susie commented that there would only be minor changes to make them fit right. Most of it was taking in the waist. She took my records from Carl and looked through them for a minute.

“You were promoted to Master Sergeant the same day you were discharged, that is odd,” she said.

“You have a lot of ribbons and medals that are not on jacket. Oh My God girl, three Hearts and Stars, didn’t you ever run from the gunfire?” she asked as I handed her a box of medals that I had been awarded over time. Most all of them came as a result of my time in the sandbox.

“It’s not in my nature to run,” I said. “You know the saying. The Air Force can’t find the target because of cloud cover. The Army retreats and waits for reinforcements, the Navy withdraws from the action to refuel, and the Marines run to the gunfire.” That brought a lot of response from the middies waiting their turn at fitting and a curious glance from Carl.

She took a few more measurements. I dressed back in the sweats and Carl drove me and the extra blues home. I was to pick them up any time next week.

I spent the next four hours working with out-of-shape women determined to get in shape as I put together an individual program for each of them.

I made mental note to talk to Marcy about getting an EMT from the local fire department to help do a physical assessments. There was also a possibility that the Marathoner could do more. I knew it could do heart rates, maybe it could also be set up to do blood pressure.

It was 10 when we closed up the gym, by 11 I had Lorrie in my arms expressing love and consumed by passion.

EDIT by Alfmeister

We were up at 4:30. We were going to follow Jeanna to the airport for one last good bye. We fixed a light breakfast then drove to the airport after the pilot called to say he was 10 minutes out. We were waiting on the tarmac as the plane landed. In the morning sun the G5 was a beautiful bird landing. The pilot and copilot hurriedly stowed Jeanna’s baggage. They had a 10 minute window in their IFR flight plan to get back airborne or they would have to wait for over an hour because of the inbound morning flights to BWI, Philly and Reagan. A quick round of hugs and goodbyes and the plane was rolling as soon as the door closed.

The pilots took no pity on the engines or neighborhood. They sat on the end of the runway, held the brakes, revved the engines to the max and launched that bird. They didn’t even use half of the runway.

I went to Marcy and said, “She will be back before you know it” as I gave her a hug.

Being it was Monday Patti and I headed to the college. We both had important work to do. I was going to leave at 11 to be at the open house and Patti at 3. One of the day people was going to meet Jason in C-ville with her. This would be the last time that we had to shuffle drivers around for Patti. She and Jason were going to MVA to get her license. She was so excited that she had already picked out a little sports car she liked.

I had two meetings scheduled for the morning. One was the standard new building update which took about an hour now that things were working more smoothly. The second was with the athletic department. They wanted weekly updates on the progress on the security arrangements for all away sporting events. The last two part-time officers that we offered jobs to had accepted our offer over the Thanksgiving holidays. The security department could now put an armed person on each bus on away trips as well as an additional guard.

When the meetings were over Kate was waiting for me with Patti. Kate wanted an update on how Misty was doing and if the doctors thought she would be OK.

“They interviewed her for four hours, she seemed much better. She has only had one or two problems since they left. They want to see her again before she goes back to Frost Borough,” I said.

Kate replied, “You do know that you can sponsor her here at the college? She can finish out her studies here.”

“No, I did not know that. How does that work? “I asked. Then I added, “That would separate her and Belinda. I’m not sure that would be a good idea. They have been roommates at Frost Borough since the start of their college education.”

“You can only sponsor one student in a four year period or until they graduate or leave the college. The program was started so the coaches could bring an exceptional player from another college. Pressure from the other professors made it open to everyone. The student pays the same amount as they did at their original school, they have to stay in the dorms but they wave the dorm fees.” Kate said.

“I have not used my sponsorship so it is still available, I can use mine for Belinda and you can use yours for Misty. Time will be tight to get it done before classes start again in January,” she said.

“You know the open house for the tanning salon and gym is this afternoon and tonight. Why don’t you come and we can explain everything to them and see everything now that it is complete.” I said and added, “I’m leaving here at 11 to go help.”

“My man is out of town on another trip so I can do that and I would love to see the gym,” she said.

I left at 11 as planned. I arrived at the 1001 Summers Road at 11:45. I was going to park at the gym but that was impossible. There was no place to park. The north side parking area was double and triple parked all the way to the property line, completely full. Backed in to the corner beside the opened entrance gate was the mobile TV truck from NABCS Annapolis station. The reporters were on the front dock interviewing a group of people. Dad was out front acting as a parking attendant.

I parked over at the house then changed clothes before I walked over to the gym and was able to skirt around the reporter and get inside. The waiting room had a sign-in sheet for the tanning booth. It was one of those yellow legal pads – several pages had already been turned under. The available wall space was full of all kinds of special and combinations of services for the gym. Jamie was in the class room with two dozen or so ladies, she was describing what her training course would offer.

Marsha was at the window taking credit cards, cash and giving information. Kim and Wendy were working the tanning booth. Just as I was about to step into the gym Wendy came out of the tanning room in a pair of Daisy Dukes and a bikini top that left little to the imagination and called the next name off the list.

Mom was sitting at one of the tables with a stack of 5 x 6 note cards entering the information into a laptop. I assumed they were for the email club. The rest of the tables were filled with ladies waiting and snacking from the refreshment center. Mom 2 was working the center.

Jenny was over at the Marathoners with another group of ladies. Lorrie and Misty had a group at the massage room having a conversation with Amy. Ching Lee was lying on the table apparently in the process of getting a massage. She was lying face down on the table topless with a towel draped over her bottom.

Belinda and Sarah were with a rough looking group at the boxing ring with Shelia and her boxing buddies who were working on the bags with two of the visitors.

I waited until Marcy caught up and asked, “What time did you open?”

“We were all here at 9. Kim and Marsha had some friends that wanted to get tanned today so we let them come in so we could all get used to the process. Friend’s texted friends and we have been going non stop. Then with all the traffic everybody started coming in.’ She said. “The radio station that has been running the ads is to be here at 1. They are going to do several live commercials. Vicky and Lorrie have been working with them.

“The TV reporter came in and when she saw your picture in the waiting room decided to wait until you get here. She was the reporter at the Food King incident as she called it. She wants a group interview with us.” Marcy said.

“We can do it any time. We have enough help with everyone here to be able to break away for a few minutes. If they hang around they may keep people away.” Marcy set up the interview to happen in ten minutes.

We used the chairs from the refreshment center putting them in a close semi-circle as the TV crew added the necessary lighting. Marcy, Ching Lee, Vicky, Lorrie, Jenny, Shelia, Jamie and I took seats and waited to be interview by Local Events reporter Marley Kendall. We put the seats into position so that as the camera person moved around to focus individually there would be some part of gym happenings in the back ground.

For half an hour we talked fitness, tanning and training. There were several big topics. The first was the hand gun safety class with the carry permit application. Marley tried her best to twist everything around to suit the stations liberal view. Jamie was prepared and held her own and even scored a couple of points. Almost every one in the gym became an audience to the interview and was gathered around.

The next was the boxing ring. Marley had a real problem boxing with all the sudden interest in sports concussions. I made sure that I stayed out of that discussion. Shelia had the fiery disposition of most boxers and used it in a way that kept Marley off stride and the rest of us laughing.

After losing two in a row Marley settled some but went after us for having a masseur and hot tubs. Marcy and Lorrie went after her with that. They even challenged her to a four hour work out with them at their pace to see if she had the same opinion about the tubs. To my amazement she accepted. She was going to come back and do four hours from 5 to 9 and then do a live report for the 10 PM news cast. This lady was at least fifteen pounds overweight. She was going to be one hurting puppy long before the four hours was up.

The rest of the afternoon was busy and steady. The refreshment center moved a lot of sports drinks and yogurt along with fruit. Jason made four more runs to pick things up for it. Mom stayed busy entering new members to the email club.

At 4 Kate came and joined one of the groups that were being given the open house tour. After she had seen everything she came to me and asked if we could make the sponsor ship offer to Misty and Belinda. I called both of them over. Kate explained how it worked, the requirements and expectations and the timeline to make it happen in time to start the new semester in January. They were both interested but needed time to think about it. I suggested that they make the trip with one of the girls and get the grand tour in the next day or so before making a decision. We had started getting busy again so we all had to get back to work.

Lorrie made several live radio ads that hit right at rush hour. It created a rush for us as well. Lorrie made the announcement on air that at 5 PM Christmas gift books for all gym activities would be available. With everything going on Marcy and Ching Lee had found time to put together the fees for a gift plan. FedEx had delivered the books and holiday envelopes at 4.

At 5 Marley Kendall came back in with an all woman camera crew and two more of her mid-day reporters. Marcy and Lorrie had 4 hours of real work cut out for them now.

I should have expected to be involved in the challenge. I knew when the group came walking towards me that I was going to be involved. We sat at one of the tables where I began the questions. Those questions could be summed up in a couple. At the end of the day what are you looking for? Do you want weight loss or to add muscle mass, build stamina and endurance or just a maintenance exercise routine?”

The three ladies all had different objectives. Marley said, “I stand in front of the camera. The camera makes every pound look like 10 pounds. When it comes to contract renewal time looks are important. I want to loose weight and keep it off. If I add a little muscle in the shoulders and upper arms it will be good.

Lacy Combs, the second lady on the early morning show, pulled an exercise magazine out and pointed out a picture of a medium class female weight lifter at an exhibition in a thong and a very little top and very oiled and said, “I have always been the weakling. I could never get into sports at school because I never looked the part. I want the strength and the muscle mass and endurance. I want to walk out on our show in that outfit looking like that”

Linda Speaks, the third of the lot said, “I want it all, I want improvement in all areas. I don’t have to run the Boston marathon or be a world class weight lifter. I want to generally feel better about myself, how I look and how I endure. I huff and puff going up two flights of stairs – I’m not that old, just out of shape. I want to get back in shape.“

It was my turn to talk now. “First each of you is going to need a completely different exercise plan. The first thing that we need to happen before we can get aggressive is you need a physical. If you have had one in the last year just get your doctor to write a note that you are healthy enough to get into an aggressive fitness program.”

“Tonight we will go through the basics to see where you are physically and then I can work up a program to meet your goals. Then you have to make the decision – are you ready to devote a couple of hours a night every night to this? If you can do that then at the end of a couple of months you will see the changes you want and at the end of six months you can look in the mirror at the new you Everybody can come up with a couple of hours a day if you really want it. Let’s go find out where you are at and then you can decide if you want to make commitment.”

For the next three hours we took the three ladies through all the exercise machines working to build a base line to start from. We ran them in the tread mill that had the heart rate monitor. Then we went through the machines one last time as a workout. The whole time the film crew was filming and there was an audience of sometimes a hundred people or more watching. At nine we hit the showers, then the hot tub and then they hit the massage table where Amy gave them the works. They needed it because we put them through the works. While they were getting finished up Marcy, Lorrie and I helped the girls clean up the gym and get it shut down for the night. We thanked the Moms and Dads for all their help.

Marcy backed up all the data and then closed out the cash register and credit card information. Marcy smiled and said. “I will work up the final numbers tomorrow morning but I can tell you it has been a great day.”

The media crew was finished. I advised them to take a couple of pain relievers at bedtime and that they would be sore tomorrow. But it would only be a temporary thing as they got used to the routine. No pain no gain.

Everyone was exhausted so it was showers, the hot tubs, hugs and kisses and we called it a night. We didn’t even watch the eleven news report to see what Marley had to say. We did DVR it so I could watch it tomorrow morning at breakfast.

EDIT by Alfmeister

We were up at seven and I was fixing breakfast when the whole crew showed up. My Mom and Dad, Jenny’s Mom and Dad and Carl all ended up at the table. I fixed potatoes with onions and some fine cut up peppers, eggs, bacon, waffles, sausage and toast. Orange juice, coffee, apple juice and chocolate milk were the breakfast drinks. It was a good thing that I did not have to feed that bunch every morning. They could put away some food. Where we girls ate daintily those guys went at it like it was the last supper.

After the food was gone we split up into two groups. My group went to the basement to decide which workout machines were going to make the move and to help load them. The other group went over to the gym to give it one last cleaning and decide where they wanted the machines places. We loaded three pickups and unloaded them on the loading dock next to the overhead door. Even though the weather was a little warmer than normal the air still carried a chill to it. Then we opened the door and moved the machines in as quickly as possible to save as much heat as possible. It took 6 more trips with the three trucks to get all the equipment moved to the gym. With the additional new equipment we bought to make up the gap in what we had with what we needed the gym was going to be well equipped.

On the last trip Carl and I carried up I carried up boxes of the smaller ankle and wrist weights that were the last things. Carl and I went back to the basement to find the two Dads’s trying to figure out how to carry the sex chair to the truck.

I glanced at Carl and he glanced back in a knowing way and said, “You’re on your own.”

“Dad, that does not go, it stays here,” I said.

“It is a piece of workout equipment isn’t it?” he replied.

“You do not know what that is, do you?” I asked.

“No, but I don’t know what half of the other things are we carried out are either,” he said.

I put the leg rest back into position and then sat on it with my legs spread and said, “Come here.”

I pulled him as close to me as I could get him and said,” Don’t move.”

I lay back, put my legs on the rest, hit the raise button and when I was at the correct height, stopped.

“Dad, if you and I were doing this with no clothes on we would now fine-tune the height for perfect pleasure.” I said. Then I played with the buttons to show all the angles the chair would do. “It will do much more but I think you get the idea.”

He and Jason both turned three shades of red. Carl was struggling to stay standing as he was laughing so hard.

“It stays in the basement we are not going to do that kind of exercise in the gym,” I said. “You two have led a much more sheltered life than I thought.”

After the last things were in the gym I found that Lorrie, Vicky and Ching Lee were setting up the classroom electronics equipment, chairs and tables. They were going to work on a series of wall posters to put in the classroom. Then they were going to put up 12×12 picture frames that had a color picture of each of us with a description of out training responsibilities in the waiting room.

The night crew had put the last coat of paint on both rooms and had left the heat high enough to sufficiently dry it. Kim and Marsha were directing the two guys from Bob’s construction in placement of the tanning equipment. There were six of the new style tanning booth and two of the old style beds. We had over-built the room to allow for two more of either style booths or whatever changes we needed to make to the room.

Marcy, Jeanna and Jenny were in the office working on a procedures manual. We wanted to have written instructions for everyone to go by in the day to day running of the gym since there were so many people involved. There were instructions on the credit card machine, how to handle cash and how to close out the cash register at the end of the day. There were instructions on the e-mail club and memberships. There were detailed instructions opening up for business each morning and closing up at night along with a check list. There were going to be very detailed postings about the use of phones and a camera restriction in the gym.

The two Moms were working in the refreshment center cleaning and straightening things out. They were putting prices on things as they went from a list that Marcy had made up. We were not going to make any money on the sale of the first items because we had paid retail at local stores for most things. A wholesale company had been contacted and Marcy started an account. The next order would be a profit maker.

Belinda, Misty and Sarah were finishing up the towels and general cleaning. They cleaned the waiting room one more time to remove all the grime from the carpenters. There were still making list of items we needed at the store. Wendy and Patti helped everywhere.

By noon everything was in place. We called in a sub order for every one including Bob’s two men. Brett and Jack asked if they could call their wives and daughters to come this afternoon and look at what they had been working on so much. We readily agreed; after all they had spent so much time working in here the last two weeks.

Shelia was coming at one to help with positioning the boxing ring and where she wanted the punching bags. Brett and Jack only needed to drill the four holes in the floor with a rotary hammer drill, epoxy the post in place and level.

Jenny and I were also going to meet Amy Crossman the masseur, and Jamie Weston. Jamie Weston was an Olympic gold medal winner in Ladies Pistol Shooting. She was going to teach gun safety, target shooting, and qualify the ladies for the concealed carry license. All the classroom work was going to be done at the gym and the actual shooting was going to be done at Shooters Sporting Range. They had a building there like you see on the TV cop shows for all weather shooting. They also had a walk through shoot-don’t-shoot range. I had to qualify twice a year on one of those when I was on MP duty. The ladies enrolled in the safety course were even going to do that at least once. I was going to insist that Lorrie, Vicky, Ching Lee and Marcy take and pass the course as it might come in handy at a later date. Just for them to have the safety course itself would be worthwhile. Dad and Jason had taken all of us to the shooting range a couple of times. We had done well and enjoyed the challenge.

Dad and Jason were quickly getting to be buddies. They both enjoyed shooting and Jason was trying his best to teach Dad the game of golf. I guess you can teach old dog new tricks if you stayed at it long enough. They had even rented a hunting cabin together near the Frost Borough College for the elk and black bear season. Dad had taken Jason goose hunting to the hunting farm that he and a couple of his friends rented. Jason had bagged his limit both times they went. Jason had one stuffed and he proudly displayed it in his office.

By four PM every thing was completed. All the trash was in the dumpsters; they were leaving tomorrow morning to make sure that we had enough parking. Bob’s guys and all of their equipment were gone. We made one last walkthrough just to satisfy our selves that everything was right.

Kim, Marsha, Shelia, Amy and Jamie had all had left with the promise they would be there at 10 to go over everything again then be ready for the open house. I hoped that we would have a good one and that we were not over doing it so close to the holidays. I knew that Kim, Marsha and Wendy were calling or texting everyone they knew. Tomorrow was the last day for the radio adds. They were to change slightly announcing the full open house for the tanning salon as well as the gym. The gym was completed a full month ahead of our plans.

The girls were going to hold their Monday night class in the new gym as part of the open house. The class was thrilled when the girls asked them to be part of the open house. They had all lost weight and were ready to show off their new bodies; of course a free month membership in the tanning salon sealed the deal.

Tonight was Jeanna’s last night. The bank’s private jet was going to pick her up at the Island Airport at 5 AM. I questioned if a Gulfstream 5 could safely land and take off from such on such a short runway. The pilot assured her it was a piece of cake.

She was going to be gone a little over two weeks. She had promised Marcy she would be here to celebrate Christmas with us. Jeanna wanted a simple evening with her friends and extended family as she called us. We rented a room at the Inn at the Narrows restaurant. Steak and seafood was her choice. We were all so worn out it was a blessing to have someone else do the cooking and clean up. The whole group was invited, the Moms and Dads, Carl and all the girls.

After supper Jeanna with Marcy’s help packed and moved most of her things into the garage. It would be simple task to put it in the car in the morning. We went through extended goodnights and hugs then called a night.

EDIT by Alfmeister

While we were waiting for the pizza we set up the room for the video call with Susan Adams, Wendy’s mother who was in the Arabian Sea on an aircraft carrier. The video link was tightly controlled. I had gotten to use the Marine version a couple of times when I was in the sand box. In the four years I was there I had a 10 minute and a 15 minute block. The fifteen minute one was when Jake’s wife Crystal was killed in the auto accident. It was five days after the funeral that I found out that she had been killed. If you showed up one minute late you lost your block. The link went black exactly at the time limit no matter what. We used the video camera tied to the laptop instead of the web cam. With the wide angle she would be able to see all of us. We did a test run form one laptop to another to make sure that it would work correctly.

We had six large pizzas delivered and we were all drinking beer. It seems that there is something universal about beer and pizza together. When the pizza ran out we made small talk. Carl reminded us that we still hadn’t taken him up on the tour of the Navel Academy. The conversations soon became about the gym. When Carl found out that my dad was going to be moving equipment from the basement to the gym he volunteered to come help. Of course we accepted the offer. I knew that my dad would appreciate all the help that he could get.

At exactly 6:58 Wendy received the first of the two required e-mails to make the video link possible. I returned the link on my e-mail system with the required code and hoped that it would accept it and not trigger a security flag that would cancel the transmission. At 7 a link was returned. When I click the link there she was in the Navy’s onboard version of MTAC.

Wendy was ecstatic. She and Carl moved to the center of the room. It was a warm family reunion as best as you can do on video. After the initial hello’s Wendy introduced all of us as her best and dearest friends. After the introductions and the pleasantries were through Susan said, “I feel like I have known all of you for ever. Wendy e-mails quite often and keeps me up to date on everything that you do. She is so happy to be part of your family.”

“BJ, I have a special request. The Navy/Marine Corps Christmas Ball at the Academy is coming up in ten days. I was to be home so I go with Carl, but the Navy extended our sea duty. I know you know how important the politics are as you go up in rank. The Christmas Ball is the most important one there is and it is important that Carl is there. But he refuses to go alone.

Wendy told me that she had helped you put away some uniforms that your mother had brought over. She was so proud that you had dress blues she even sent me a picture. What I am asking is would you be Carl’s companion to the ball? Wendy said that I would be safe with you. Whatever does that mean?” she said.

Wendy came to stand beside me and said in a pleading voice, “Please?”

I looked at Jenny she smiled and nodded as if she was giving me permission.

I said, “The uniforms haven’t been out of the cleaner’s bag in over four years. I have lost weight so they will have to be taken in. I know there a few medals that are not on them.”

Carl said, “There is a lady in Stevensville on Romans Road that does all the alterations for the plebes at the academy. I can get your service record to find out which medals are missing. She can do all of it.”

“If you can get the records I can take her the uniform Tuesday afternoon when I get home from work. She can take whatever measurements she needs then.” I replied then added, “Everything should be ready in plenty of time.”

We let Wendy and Carl have the rest of the time allotment in private with Susan. We cleaned up the trash from the pizza. Then we went down to the basement for one last big work out down there. Tomorrow most all the equipment would be moved over to the gym. There would only be one of each of the machines and the mats left.

We had only been working out a few minutes when Wendy and Carl came down. I stopped working out and went to talk to them. I told Wendy to take my place on the machine. I sensed that Carl wanted to talk privately.

He said, “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I didn’t know that Wendy and Susan had been conniving behind our backs.”

“I think it will be fun. It’s been a long time since I was at an official function like that. I hope I remember all the dances that are the norm. Relax, I promise I won’t bite or make any moves on you.” I said.

“Besides they already know you are safe with me.” I said with a laugh to lighten the mood. Then I added, “We will still have a great time.”

Carl left and I went back to the gym to finish my workout. Two hours later we were in the hot tub with either a beer or a wine cooler. It was good to relax. We had one busy day that had been very productive. Hopefully tomorrow would be just as productive. I wondered what the two guys would get done in the additional eight hours tonight. I wondered what kind of sendoff we should give Jeanna with tomorrow being her last full day here until Christmas.

I think we were all tired. A heavy round of hugs and kisses was all the activity that happened that night.

EDIT by Alfmeister

I walked into the office in time to hear Marcy say,” That’s the last one. Now it’s time for lunch.”

“I would like to check on the others before we do that. I think they should soon be finished.” I said.

I started with Lorrie while Marcy called the others. They were helping each other out and were just finishing up the last area. Marcy told them to meet at the house for lunch.

There were fourteen of us for lunch. That was more than we had lunch food for. Subs were ordered from the sub shack.

While we were waiting on the food we had another meeting. Patti, Lorrie, Belinda and Misty were going to Sam’s Club in Dover. There they were going to get hot dogs, rolls, chips, paper plates, cups, napkins and several cases of sodas. They were also to get supplies for the refreshment stand, several kinds of yogurts, juices, power drinks, bottled water and a selection of fruit. Lorrie was to get a business application so we could set up an account there. They were going to take a big cooler to put the dogs in and a bag of ice to keep them cold. They were going to take the diesel pickup. I reminded them that they needed to be back here no later than 6.

Jenny and Ching Lee were going to the big hardware store to pick up some trash cans, large shop brooms with the really fine bristles, trash bags, and a hose to fill the hot tubs. They were also going to pick up bleach, fabric softener, and cleaning supplies. I also wanted a two gallon hand sprayer that we could leave a ten percent bleach mix in to spray down the showers, bathrooms and locker rooms with. No matter what anyone said the new towels and wash cloths were going to be washed before they were used.

We decided to use the same fee schedule for the tanning salon that Island Tan had used. Kim had mentioned that most of the names on the customer list included e-mail addresses. We would create an e-mail club. We would email them a 10 % discount for the month of December and a 20% discount if they were a gym member. Any of the people that came to the open house and filled out the application to the e-mail club would get the same discounts. Marcy wanted to run a different kind of special every month.

Kim and Marsha agreed to come in Sunday and Monday and work all day. Sometime in the process they would show all of us how to use the appointment program and do a complete run through of the tanning equipment. Marcy was going to reregister the programs in our business name and also get everyone up to speed on how credit and debit cards needed to be handled.

After lunch the girls headed their different ways to get the supplies. Vicky, Jeanna, and I went to start setting up the refreshment area. As the girls were bringing back cold things to put in coolers they needed to be in place and running. We swept and mopped the floor. I asked Bob if we could borrow a couple of his men to help put everything in place. They were a good fit with plenty of room left over. After they were in place and running we did the same with the storage room. Once it was clean I started a load of towels in the commercial washer. Bob had built us a large linen closet with plenty of shelves. It was a good thing as a hundred each of the big bath towels, hand towels and washcloths was a much bigger pile than I imagined. Some of each would go in the linen closet in the shower room and some in the massage room.

That was another thing I needed to get an answer from Marcy about. I had not seen or heard anything about the lady that was going to do the massages or for that matter what we needed the class room for.

After Jenny was back with the good brooms we swept the whole building down. Then we started running water in the hot tubs. With the all you-can-use tank-less hot water heaters we were able to fill the tubs completely with hot water. We added the chemicals, hit the button and let them run.

The work crews had it so hot in there to get the fast drying mud to dry faster that we were thinking about working in panties and bras, some of them already had their tee shirts off. We finally gave up and sent Vicky over to the house to bring back halter tops and bikini bottoms. She came back with the box of thong bikini bottoms and tight but barely there tops that we had.

What the heck, we put them on as it was at least 90 in the building. After all it was a gym and tanning spa, girls were supposed to look good. We had it, let’s show it. Jeanna even looked hot in a thong. Looking at all that delectable flesh made my temperature rise. After all it was Saturday and that meant orgy night.

We brought all the tables and chairs up to the break area and set them in place.
I had unboxed both of the Marathoners earlier. It took all of us to move the pieces into position where we wanted them. All it took were screwdrivers and pliers to easy-assemble them. I did cause a ruckus when I went to borrow them from Bob again. His crew tried to keep me there by making small talk but it didn’t work.

After they were assembled, the computer experts Vicky and Jenny did the entire plug and play thing with all the cables. The things had their own computer tower with three 500 gig hard drives to hold all the preprogrammed marathons they could do. There was a three-section white screen in front of the tread mill that the image projected on. We elected to go the cheaper route on the display as the hi-def display would have added 5000 to each of them. I picked a 3k at some place that I never heard of and hit averages for all info it wanted and began to run when it started. The thing was amazing. Up the hills the belt raised up to match the actual terrain and it slowed as if the runner was struggling and on the downhill the rear raised and it sped up. I bumped the speed up to a pace that I thought would challenge me on a 3k run and ran the full course with an audience. The girls were watching the display. The construction guys were watching me and I was watching the graphics. It was running my data against the averages on the course. I bumped the speedup a little more. I liked how the thing worked. I could save the data from my run to compare it to any future runs on the same course. I could see these becoming very popular. When I finished the run the audience had grown. The construction people were now standing with us looking at the screen along with a group of women that I had not seen before.

Marcy handed me a hand towel to wipe the sweat off. The computer went through a comparison and ranked my run, then broke down the heart rate at different places in the run. I was above average in all aspects of the run, which I should have been for as much as we worked out. We had a general discussion about the Marathoner that was all positive. I knew that had to make Marcy very happy. The construction guys congratulated me on a great run with a good time and went back to work.

Marcy introduced me to the group of ladies and they too complemented me on a great run. The radio adds had begun and the people riding by were seeing all the vehicles. They were hoping for a sneak peek. This group was impressed with what little they had seen and the descriptions of what would be. They would be back on Monday and bring their friends.

When they left we decided that all the gym equipment that was going to be put in needed to be put in place now. We moved all the new things we had bought in place. Tomorrow morning my dad was going to move some of the things out of the basement to over here. We had bought new mats and we began setting them in place about where we thought they would end up. When the equipment from the basement was installed and final position of the placement mats was determined we would decide on the location of the boxing ring. Two of the guys working on Sunday were going to drill the holes in the concrete floor and epoxy the corner post in. Monday morning Shelia was coming to help with the ring mats and ropes and put the heavy bags and light bags in position. They were going to spar and work out during the open house. I was OK with that as long as they didn’t ask me to participate. I wanted no part of it.

Lorrie and the girls that made the Dover run were back. We helped them bring all the things in and began filling the display cases. They had decided to wait until Monday morning to get the biggest part of the fruit so it would be fresher.

The dryer buzzed off with the third load of towels. The girls started folding them. After my run I could use a shower and with a warm towel hmm. The only soap in the gym was the liquid hand soap; it would do in a pinch. It was time to try out the showers. I took a quick one while they were folding the towels. Everything worked flawlessly.

Wendy and her dad were there as I stepped out of the shower with the big towel wrapped around me. I had forgotten to bring the clothes I had worn earlier in with me. Jenny brought them to me and I stepped into the locker room to dress. We called it a day. Kim and Marsha left and promised that they would be back at nine tomorrow morning. We went over to the house to order pizza and set up the equipment to do the video chat with Wendy’s Mom.

EDIT by Alfmeister

I woke up in a daze. It was nearly pitch black. I realized that I was still in the basement. The light for the steps had been left on. I glanced at the clock; it was 6:30. We were to meet Bob at the Island Tan at eight. We needed to get on the move.

After that line of thought I realized that someone was wrapped around me. There was a leg between mine and a warm body tight against me with their arms around me. Then I remembered that Sarah and I were left in the basement. She must have gotten cold and was seeking body heat. I settled down to think about this situation. I did put my arms back around her while I thought about things

Ching Lee might have won round one but there would be round two. Just when, would be the question. My body was fatigued. Muscles everywhere were sore. I could easily tell my kitty was gaped, my ass was sore, my lips were swollen, and my breast and nipples tingled. I knew it was from all that sucking that had happened. A crazy thought crossed my mind. Is that how they would feel if they could ever have been filled with milk?

Sarah was whimpering in her sleep and trying to hug me tighter. She turned so we were in full frontal contact. I did the natural thing without thinking. I kissed the side of her neck. Was it motherly instinct, or just being protective? I was too mellow to be horny.

Sarah woke with a jump and wasn’t smiling. The only thing that came to mind was to say, “Good morning.” Then I added, “Are you as sore as I am?”

She laughed and said, “Maybe. I am usually horny and jill off when I wake up but I’m not this morning. By the way how many times did you cum last night?”

“I have no idea but the last one was a dozy,” I said.

“Same here,” she replied.

We turned on the lights and showered. I laughed as soon as I counted the hickeys.

“It looks like everyone left at least two,” I said. “I guess we had a lot of fun”

“I sure did,” she replied.

We washed and sterilized the toys before putting them away. I also locked up the lubes.

We went upstairs to finish dressing. We found Jenny, Marcy and Jeanna in one bed with Wendy Misty, Patti and Ching Lee in another. We looked at each other and smiled, then we woke everyone up.

Breakfast was the next order of the day. We cooked bacon, eggs, and pancakes and for drinks orange juice and coffee. By 7:30 Jenny, Marcy, Lorrie and I were headed out the door for the first stop and that was to Island Tan to meet Bob and the moving crew. We had the list of items we had bought from the bank. It read to me like we got everything including the cash register and the trash cans. The best thing was that we got the computer system; that meant if we got access we had a client list. Bob and his crew were already inside when we got there.

Bob said, “I found the books that go with the equipment. They had all the instructions we need to move them plus setup and testing. We will have everything loaded up in a couple of hours. The only thing we will leave is the counter up front. I would consider that part of the building.

The rest of my crews and the electricians have been in the gym since 0600. When I left the framing was complete on both of the rooms. The electricians were mounting boxes. We turned the heat up and brought additional heaters. The drywall people are going to use fast drying mud on the joints. They are going to concentrate on the interior walls first. I have two guys that are willing to work 16 hours today for a paid day off next week and 4 guys that will work 8 on Sunday if I give them two paid days off the following week. You may be able to do a trial run with the equipment Monday morning and open at noon.”

“We have a lot to do to make it open on Monday. I’m hoping that everything will be far enough along that we can use some of their time to set up the gym equipment. There is so much new equipment still boxed up setting at the east end of the gym that needs to be set up and checked out by noon Monday. When you get everything out call me and one of us will come back to clean and vacuum,” I said.

We met the rest of the group over at the gym. Lots of things were nearly completed, but everyone was working on the two new rooms. It was a little sad to see the new walls of the waiting room with holes cut in them for the new doors that would lead to the tanning booth and the class room.

I told Marcy that we needed to have an immediate planning meeting, that a lot of things needed to happen this morning and today.

We came up with a window poster that we would put up in every business window that would let us and also post it in other conspicuous places. A copy was e-mailed to Shore Office Supply in Easton, they would print two hundred of them on poster paper. They would also run off two hundred on 1/3 sheets handout style. They would be ready by the time we got there. They were also going to do a banner that we could put on the hand rail across the front of the building on Monday. Lorrie and Patti left to go pick them up with Patti driving so she could add more driving experience.

We called the local papers but it was too late to get anything in the Sunday papers. We called the local radio. It was expensive but we could get a thirty second spot to run once an hour from four to nine PM and again on Sunday noon to 8 PM. Then start it again Monday morning at 7 and run all day. That was all we could afford. Ching Lee and Vicky took off to work on the script at the Annapolis station. They would call us with the version that was to be broadcast for approval.

We were going to need more cars to be able to split everyone up to get the posters put in stores where we would get the most exposure in our target group. The cliental for a tanning booth would be in the sixteen to forty-five age group.

Jeanna came up with the car solution to the car problem. She was going to use her banks employee corporate discount to rent three compact cars from Axis Car Rentals at the QA Regional Airport. She was going to fly out of the same airport on the bank’s G5 early Monday morning to make an important meeting. She was coming back in ten days to spend Christmas and New Years with us. Her cars would give us four extra cars for a few days at least. That was a situation that was going to have to be corrected much sooner than later. Jenny, Sarah, Belinda and Misty went with Jeanna to get the cars.

Marcy and I needed to have another talk. Now was as good a time as any. “We are going to need a lot of help over the next the three weeks to get everything up and running. The two girls coming to interview at 10 may be able to be here Monday and train everyone and work some kind of schedule. I do not want just one girl here. Someone should be at the desk at all times. That is where scheduling, money handling and all phone calls should be handled,” I said

“We all need to clean in here Monday morning with the exception of Patti, she has to go spend at least the morning at the college for payroll. Bob will have a couple people finishing up. They will put all the display cases where they are going and help set up the gym equipment. The display cases need to be filled. We are going to have to go to either the Food King or Sam’s to get the items we need for the cases,” I said.

“We need to pay Sarah, Misty, Belinda and Wendy. They are not owners so they need to be compensated. Since we are only talking about 3 1/2 weeks, I’m thinking to pay them in cash. They will all go back to college on January 2 and we will be down to the two hires that need a formal payroll set up,” I said.

Marcy said, “I agree with all of that. The two girls, if they look OK, at $12.50 an hour and the other girls $400 a week.”

“The Bag Lady Linens is going to deliver us 100 each of the three towels at noon today. She lives on Blueberry Lane. Her business is in Baltimore and she commutes, if we need more she will drop them off. They are going to have to be washed”

“We have to get hot dogs and rolls plus all the fixings yet. At least we can do hotdogs on the stove. They taste better cooked in boiling water in my opinion, anyhow. Jenny’s dad volunteered to come cook hamburgers on the loading dock if we wanted him to. I think he is as eager as we are to get this thing going,” I said.

The girls were back with the rental cars. Jenny said, “We need to get a couple of cars like those. They are Chevy Malibu’s, real nice and almost new. Jeanna rented them for a month. She thought the price was too high and called the company VP. I think she got them cheaper than we could make payments on them.”

Ching Lee and Vicky were back. Shortly after that Lorrie and Patti returned. We took a map and laid out areas for each to cover. The girls doubled up to get done faster. Lorrie, Misty, Vicky, Belinda, Ching Lee, Sarah. Jeanna and Jenny were going to put them up and leave the hand outs. Wendy took an area and went out on her own but not before reminding me about the video conference tonight.

Marcy and I were in the little office area as she set up the computer system that came with the tanning equipment. It was just powering up when the two girls that were to be interviewed came in the waiting area. They introduced themselves as Kim Atley and Marsha Brown. They looked good. They had taken advantage of working for a tanning salon and used good sense. Their tans were perfect. With the doors closed we could have a conversation. Marcy had them fill out the applications then we gave them the tour. They both wanted to work for us and wanted to know how soon they could start?

Marcy’s answer was if you can get the computer up and running, today.

Kim replied, “No problem.” She then went through the passwords to the programs including showing us the customer list. I had her print out the list. While it was printing Marcy was busy typing out a customer call message.

“As you know Island Tan has closed. The good news is that it is back with a new name, new owners and a new location. Its new name is Jones Fitness and Training Center at 1001 Summers Road. I would like to invite you to the open house on Monday from noon until nine PM. Bring all the ladies in the family. Jones Fitness is a ladies only facility. Please come by and check us out. Free hot dogs, drinks and coffee as long as they last. Remember, ladies only. Monday noon to nine at 1001 Summers Road.”

Marcy handed them the print out and said, “One of you use the regular line and the other the fax line to call them all. Put a T if you talked to them, an M if you left a message and leave it blank if neither so you know to try at least once more.”

While they were doing that I went to the back of the gym and started opening the crates and boxes. I started with the tables that we were going to put by the refreshment area. Of course there were the normal easy assembly instructions in 20 foreign languages. The only tools needed were a flat and a Phillips screwdriver along with a pair of pliers. I borrowed those from one of Bob’s crew. The first one was slow going. By the time I got to the tenth and last one I had it down to a science. Luckily the chairs were assembled, packaged two to a box. I opened all twenty boxes. I did the same with the chairs and tables for the classroom. I flattened all the boxes and stacked then near the overhead door where the big dumpster was located.

It was noon. Kim, Marsha and Marcy had been at the phones for two hours. The girls had been gone for three. I needed lunch.

EDIT by Alfmeister

Sarah had her hand in her crotch slowly moving her fingers with her eyes staring at me. Her eyes never left mine as I closed the gap between us. When I reached her I extended my hand and helped her up. I kissed her softly. She was beyond wanting soft. We immediately went full mouth, our tongues playing a game. When we broke the kiss I led her to the chair. We were met there by the Vicky, Lorrie, Ching Lee, Marcy and Jenny.

The conquest of Sarah Grayson was about to take place. It was going to be a team effort. We helped her get positioned on the chair. Every part that was sensitive had lips or fingers on it. I was the first to be at her lips and placed a full kiss on them. Of course I sought out her tongue, I sucked on it, thrashed the tip of it with mine. To change the pace I went at her neck with kisses. I thought about leaving a hickey there but decided against it. I sucked on her ear and just had to tease the inside of it. Then I worked my way towards her mouth only to meet Lorrie there. It became a passionate three way kiss with tongue play. Sarah was heated up before she got on the chair, now she was near a boil.

Ching Lee and Vicky had been giving her breasts aggressive play and I was sure that they had left hickeys. She was getting very vocal; I knew she was close to cuming. Marcy had been at her clit from above and I knew Jenny was at her hole and perineum and probably had been doing circles with a finger tip at her anus.

Without warning she violently came with a groan and a little shriek. She pulled Ching Lee and Marcy tight to her breast and closed her legs around Jenny’s head holding it tight against her cunt.

When she relaxed we changed places; we had no intention of letting her cool down much. This time Lorrie and I were at her breasts. There were two very distinct hickeys there, soon to be two more. Ching Lee and Vicky were keeping her mouth and lips busy. Marcy and Jenny had changed places. Jeanna joined us now, kissing and sucking on flat of her stomach, intending no doubt to leave a hickey. Lorrie and I worked at leaving nice hickeys. We kept at our pleasures until she whimpered through another orgasm.

We changed places one more time. Jenny and Marcy were at her breasts that now had five distinct hickeys soon to be seven. Lorrie, Jeanna, and Vicky were taking turns on her neck, lips and ears. I stepped between her legs, lifted them high and wide as I rested them on the leg rest. I chose the middle size dildo to insert and I pumped it up to the perfect fit.

I saw Ching Lee pulling on a latex glove as she winked at me. We had three different imported warning lubes. She chose the warmest one of the group, but I chose weakest of the group to lube the toy. Sarah wouldn’t be able to stand but one more orgasm tonight. With normal activity it would take an hour and may not be more than a flutter when it came. She had already several at her own hands. We were going to make sure this one was one she would remember for days. I raised the chair to the correct height.

Misty and Belinda must have sensed that something different was going on. They had gotten up and were standing beside the chair. Belinda held her hand. The folds of her pussy were open with her legs in the position I had put them. I coated those lips with the warming lube and left a large glob in the slightly dilated hole. I immediately rested the head of the dildo against the hole, pushed the heating lube to the bottom of her vagina and held it there.

The effect was immediate and powerful. The lubes were sent to me by an old BDSM master that I made friends with while I was stationed in Japan. They were very expensive. All natural ingredients, harmless by themselves but when mixed and added to popular lubes they took the sexual experience to a whole new level. They made every pleasure sensor in the vagina a super sensor. Interestingly they had little effect on the male member. The theory was that the male skin on the cock was tougher and less responsive to the ingredients because of its exposure to the day to day elements. However when used in his anus that was a different story.

I moved in a circular motion to make sure that it was spread completely inside her. Then I started slow stroking. Sarah immediately went from a low level of sexual excitement to a very high one. Her breasts and chest took on the pinkish look of impending orgasm. Her nipples, already large and red from all the sucking, got darker and much larger, almost evil looking.

Her breathing got erratic. Her vocals went through the roof. “Oh, oh God fuck me, please fuck me, harder. I’m so close, fuck meeeee. More just a little more ohhhh. So close.”

I wasn’t any better off. Enough of the lube had covered my lips and my clit from the pounding I was giving her that my orgasm was coming as fast as her was. I was pounding her so hard that the chair was shaking.

Ching Lee tapped me on the back to let me know that she was going to start applying the hot lube on her anus. It wasn’t going to take much, just a little rubbed around the rose and a finger-full inserted an inch or so would do it. What Ching Lee did not say that she was going to do me as well.

I knew the instant that she did Sarah. The vocals went up ten notches. Then Ching Lee ringed my rectum and slid the lube into my orifice, then shoved the finger in to the hilt. I knew when she pushed in the middle of my back to lean over more that I was in trouble. I just hoped that she would have mercy and not use the big dildo.

She shoved the dildo in so hard that it pushed me deep into Sarah. I screamed. She withdrew it until only an inch was in my ass. I could feel my insides heating up, then my clit was on fire from the inside and throbbing. My nipples felt like they were going to rocket off my breasts. I immediately went into a humping action, forward to get away from the dildo in my ass then back to get it in again. The result was that Sarah and I were both getting a pounding

We started at “I’m cumingggg” and ended with a scream of pleasure. Sarah slammed her crotch at me by flexing her legs on the stands so hard it almost knocked us down. Her ass went crazy fucking back at me. Ching Lee gave no mercy. She had grabbed my by the hips so tights I know they would show the hand prints tomorrow. She was pounding my ass with everything her one hundred pounds could muster.

. We were both cuming and letting everyone know it. My nipples were ready to pop and so was my clit. We finally ran out steam. There was no energy left. I collapsed on Sarah.

The girls did help me off Sarah and removed the dildo from my pussy. They laid us on a quilt on the mats facing each other with my arms around her and covered us with a blanket. The last thing I remembered was looking at Ching Lee’s face that was molded in to an ear to ear grin. She had got me back for past torments and was proud of it.

There was hell to pay. Revenge is a dish best served cold. One thing was for sure those lubes were going back under double lock and key for a long time.

EDIT by Alfmeister

Back at the house it was like – whoosh – the pressure and stress finally needed a release. I was going to hit the gym then the hot tub and have a cold beer and just relax for a while. Somewhere in the workout process the whole gang appeared including Sarah, Belinda, Misty and Wendy. As bodies heated up the clothes came off my mates as was the normal workout practice. When naked and an exercise required one to sit or lay we carried a towel to put on the machine or to dry off sweat.

I saw the three new guests looking confused. I started them on the first weight machine. I explained weight loss verses muscles growth, bulking up, and the need to decide if they decided on a long term fitness program. We used low weights so they could get through all the machines.

By the time they were through it became apparent why we were naked. The second time through I bumped the weight up 5 pounds. By the time they were through with that everyone had completed the routine. Marcy, Vicky, Wendy, and Jeanna had already showered and headed to the tubs. I explained the shower process we used even though they had been watching the others.

As we passed the refrigerator I asked, “Wine cooler or beer?” much to their surprise. Three coolers and a Bud-lite fit the ticket as we settled into the hot water of the hot tub. My muscles were warm from the exercise, my skin from the hot water jets and the cold beer was great. The only thing was that I was horny as hell. I needed to figure out how to get some time for serious loving from mates. I finally decided that I was going to simply go back to the gym for a while and see who wandered in first.

We began getting out of the tubs in ones and twos. The guest had learned the old rule – follow the leader – and applied it to the baggy tee shirts. We gathered in the living room where we filled everyone in on the events of the afternoon. When the news of the purchase of the Island Tanning Spa was made and that it was going to be in the gym there was plenty of excitement.

Wendy said,”It was just closed up yesterday morning. I have two friends that worked there, they were heartbroken to lose their jobs this close to Christmas. Is there any chance you might want to hire them?”

I looked at Marcy and said, “They would know how everything is supposed to work correctly and may help get the cliental to return.”

She nodded and said, “Have them come by for a job interview tomorrow. Bob is going to have men working all weekend to get back in business quick. They will be the first to use the job applications that I worked up the other day.”

Wendy made the call to her friends and set up the interview for 10 AM. She than came over to me and said,” You have the video and cam hooked up to the big screen. My Mom gets 10 minutes of video family time tomorrow at 7. Can Dad come over and we use the system to cam with her. I want to introduce all of you to her. She also has an important question she wants to ask you.”

“Sure,” I replied. “I would love to talk to her and see your Dad again. Why don’t we have a pizza night before her cam time? Find out what kind of pizza your Dad likes and what time he can be here.” I knew how important communication with family members was in the military.

It was nearly eight when the talk of gym and tanning ran down. I winked at Jenny and gave her a little head nod and walked to the basement. By the time she came down to the basement I had a couple of big towels already laid out on the mats and another on the sex chair. It was the chair I was sitting on when she came down.

She sat in the chair and leaned it back with her legs spread and her knees against the padded rest. I stood beside it and smothered her with kisses. I was horny and not in he mood for long foreplay and we really didn’t have the time to spare. A good quickie was going to have to do tonight.

I could not help it but I just had to suck on her nipples. They were getting longer and larger from being sucked on every night. Even though we swapped lovers every night the process was the same. Foreplay between lovers was done basically the same since the beginning of time and the breast play was an important part of the ritual. For me playing with her breast had the same effect as mine being played with; I was instantly wet.

Our nipples hardened almost simultaneously. I sucked on hers, then nibbled on them between my teeth. Then I pulled back while applying all the suction so they would snap free of my mouth with a pop. Jenny moaned each time I did it.

I kissed between them and left a trail of kisses all the way up to her neck and finally to her lips. I kissed them full and hard. Then I went on a search for her tongue. I teased the tip of it with mine.

I started to pull away. I wanted to explore and tease her body more. She threw her arms around me to hold me there. It was her turn to explore and tease. We played a tongue battle. We had to settle for a draw. As I pulled away I had her lower lip between mine until it slipped away.

It was then that I felt Jenny squeeze and pinch my nipples. I was the one to moan. I did the same to her, after all turn about is fair play in lover’s games.

I heard moans from the mats. I knew then that we were not alone. It did not stop me from my quest. It was my intention to take her to the stars with pleasure and gently bring her down.

I left another trail of kisses on her body, this time headed south. As I reached her navel I swirled my tongue in it just to her giggle. She was ticklish there and I loved to torment her there.

I continued downward. When I reached those baby smooth lips her clit was extended, hard and very wet. I lightly brushed it with my lips as she lifted her ass off the chair trying to get more. She let me know her pleasure with a groan.

I stopped and did a tongue sweep around a very wet hole and then did circles against her perineum. The groan gave way to an occasional gasp and a lot if whimpers. I licked and sucked my way back to her clit. I still did not suck directly on it. I licked on one side then the other. Her ass went in motion trying to get me to attack her clit.

Jenny went from whimpers and moans to begging. While I had been tormenting her with my tongue I had been doing circles with my index finger on my own clit and inserting a couple in me. Suddenly Jenny decided she was not going to be denied. She grabbed a handful of hair and held my mouth against her clit. To punish her for that I closed my teeth on it, applied vacuum and swabbed the end of her clit with the tip on my tongue.

I found out very quick that was not the thing to do. She let out a very loud howl, then a scream and filled my mouth with so much liquid I almost choked. Then she promptly passed out. Her legs and arms went limp and just hung to the floor. It startled me so badly that the orgasm that I was almost into went completely away, just plain gone. I thought I had killed her until I saw her chest heaving like a race horse. Then I became immediately afraid that her tongue might be blocking her airway with the position she was in and passed out. I made a mad scramble to get to her head to make sure she was breathing OK and thankfully she was.

I grabbed a dry towel and wet a wash cloth. I dried myself off. Vicky and Ching Lee were the two that had been sitting on the mat watching, were now standing beside her in almost a trance asking if she was OK. I washed her face with the cool wash cloth, folded it and placed it across her forehead. I moved her legs and arms back upon the chair and moved it back to a flat position.

By now everyone had come down to the basement to find out what the ear-shattering screams were about. My attempts to be discrete about our sexual activity around our new guest were now shattered. With Jenny naked lying on the sex chair unconscious and Vicky, Ching Lee and me naked besides her there was little doubt what we were doing. The dildos that were on the tray by the chair did not help either.

I crouched beside the chair near her head, “Jenny, please wake up. Jenny honey, I love you. Jenny, are you ok? Please talk to me. Jenny, wake up. Please.” I shook her and still got no response.

“Lorrie, please get a couple of the ammonium capsules from the first aid kit in the kitchen,” I said.

There were all kinds of whispering going on behind me. They were mostly wondering what I had done to her and how could I be that cruel to her to have hurt her that bad.

I kept talking to her, pleading almost. Lorrie was coming down the stairs with the caplets when she began to come around. She moaned, then took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes and looked around.

Jenny said, “Wow, that was some orgasm” then asked “What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“The better question is, are you ok? Everyone thinks I did something to hurt you. You have been out a while” I said.

“You didn’t hurt me. I remember that you and I were making love and having sex. You were teasing me, trying to hold off my orgasm, driving me crazy. I remember pulling you into my kitty, I couldn’t wait any longer. My whole body exploded in pleasure, then there was a massive flash of light. I could hear you talking to me. Was I really out that long?’ she said.

“Honey, you were out long enough that we were getting worried,” I said.

“You are going to have to help me, I still tingle all over. I don’t think I can stand by myself yet,” she said.

As I helped her up and over to the mats to lie down she kissed me and said, “That was a good one, I’ll try to give you the same in a few minutes.”

Now I had to wait and see what was going to happen with our three new guests now that our secret was out. Now that it was out there was no need to try to hide it.

Lorrie and Vicky headed for the chair. I knew what they wanted; me on the bottom with the medium dildo and Vicky wanted to be in the middle of a DP with Lorrie pounding her ass with another medium.

But first came the foreplay. We sandwiched Vicky between us while we were standing. I kissed her lips while Lorrie did her neck. Then we were both at her neck, one on each side, each of us also took turns rolling her nipples between out fingers. From the back Lorrie squeezed Vicky’s breast tight and offered them to me to suck. I knew what Vicky liked and that was rough breast treatment. I nibbled and lightly bit. I left hickeys. I chewed on her nipples and pulled on them hard.

She indicated she was ready for the next step by touching me on the shoulders. I left a trail of wet kisses from a nipple down past her belly button to her clit that was standing proud through the hairless lips. I licked and kissed it, then sucked it into my mouth. Vicky lifted her leg and rested it on the chair to give me more access. I licked, sucked and swirled my tongue around her hole. I inserted two fingers and gently stroked allowing my thumb to play havoc with her clit. I slowly worked myself back standing, kissing my way to her mouth. Lorrie and I met on the same side and our kiss became a passionate three way kiss.

I felt Vicky tense up and grunt. I knew that Lorrie had forced a gloved lubed finger or two into her ass. Then I could feel them working against mine separated by the thin tissue separating the two orifices. Vicky was responding to the twin assault by grunting and rocking her hips.

I inserted the dildo and took my position on the chair. Vicky was on top cowgirl style. She stroked and moved to get the feel that she wanted while Lorrie inserting her dildo. Vicky stopped moving but stayed tight against me. She looked over her shoulder to signal Lorrie that she was ready. When she kissed me I reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks as far as I could to assist Lorrie in penetrating her ass.

Vicky grunted into my mouth as kissed and then moaned. Her tongue became violent in a game with mine. I could feel the pressure that Vicky was feeling in her ass. Then Lorrie began slow stroking. Lorrie used short ones at first then longer strokes. Vicky lifted her head so she could push down against me as she was moaning and whimpering Lorrie had her by the hips and really started pounding her so hard the chair was bouncing. The double dildos were having a wonderful affect. It was only a moment later that we three announced that we were coming. Vicky collapsed on me and we kissed. Lorrie had stopped moving and slowly withdrawing the dildo from her rectum. We had learned a long time ago that how you removed it was as important as how you inserted it when it came to anal.

Ching Lee and Marcy were ready. They had been masturbating each other in anticipation while they were watching us. Ching Lee also wanted to be DP but she wanted to do all the work. She also wanted the biggest dildo we had to go in her pussy. I was the only one other than Ching Lee that could use the big one. She sat on me cowgirl and had Marcy shove the medium toy to the hilt in one stroke in her ass. She then wanted both of us to be still while she did all moving. As she picked up speed and deeper strokes her vocals picked up as well. It was only a few more strokes and we all came in a chorus of sounds.

As we were finishing I heard more announcements of pleasure. I looked around to see Jeanna and Jenny in a 69 with Jenny on the bottom. I cleaned and wiped off the dildo that was hanging from me as I crouched behind Jeanna. The alcohol wipe I had used cleaned it but also left it bone dry. Jenny watched as I added lube but she never stopped teasing Jeanna’s clit from below. As I moved forward I put a hand on each cheek and pushed outward and forward. The result opened her for entry of the dildo.

As it spread her she raised her head and long sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as the dildo slid deep and our skin touched. I held us tight together as Jenny began licking and sucking where our pussies touched. I think we both moaned in unison. I had already had several orgasms, it was going to take a lot to have another one. I was sucking and fucking for the fun of it. The real pleasure for me now was helping get everyone else to have a good orgasm.

I stroked slow, then fast as I alternated between short and long strokes. Every now and then I would lean over to squeeze and pinch her nipples. She has resumed pleasing and teasing Jenny’s kitty. The grunts when I shoved it deep. The moans when I short fast stroked it were getting louder and longer. Jenny was getting close to cuming. She was getting really aggressive beneath us.

She was attacking my perineum with a fever. I could tell when she doing the same to Jeanna, she went out of control. I was wet with sweat so was Jeanna. I changed to pounding her with hard deep strokes. There was the constant slap as our bodies came together. Then there was Jeanna’s distinctive cry as she came hard. She stopped moving and just trembled. Finally she moved forward and sideways off Jenny and slowly collapsed to the mat. Jenny looked up at me with a big smile and winked.

I looked around to see Patti and Wendy in a 69 on their sides covered with sweat. They were in the afterglow, slowly licking, winding down.

EDIT by Alfmeister

Misty had two nightmares, only one was bad, but it was a short one. When we did wake up Jeanna had already taken Patti work. This time Patti drove. Dad had driven Patti to Easton on Wednesday after work to get her learner’s permit. That was the only night the MVA was open late. Of course Dad knew everyone there. If it made any difference, I don’t know, but she took the written test and then did a driving test and aced both of them. Because of her age she could go back in thirty days and get a permanent license.

We had a big breakfast of eggs, bacon, sausage, O.J. and toast. Jeanna came back in time to join us. Then we had a big round-table meeting about all the progress. We were now an LLC corporation. The lawyers filed the papers after Marcy and Ching Lee met with them yesterday. We had the Federal ID number, a sales tax number and business license.

The gas tank installation went smooth. We had heat now at the flip of a switch. The web-site was done. The business plan was done. The bank presentation was done. Marcy and Ching Lee were proud as peacocks as all three were perfect, with no changes needed. We had one hundred and fifty confirmed members with deposited checks, just by word of mouth, at 200 a month.

Marcy also had two more things working but did not want to discuss them until they were further along. I went to great lengths to praise them for all the hard work they had done. I was proud of them and let them know it.

Next we went over to the gym. Bob’s construction men were there in full force. The hand rails on the outside of the building were up and painted. The lobby was finished and painted. The mini office, refreshment center and storeroom were all done. The refreshment center equipment was in front of it waiting to be installed.

The bath rooms, showers, massage room and locker room were in the process of having the tile installed. Sitting in front of each were the fixtures waiting to be installed.

I could now get a real feel for the layout with so much of it completed. I was more enthused now than ever and so were the girls. Marcy and Ching Lee were all smiles showing us everything that had been done by their hand-drawn plans.

We went back over to the house and discussed the advertising budget. We decided that Ching Lee, Vicky and Lorrie would head that up. Jenny and I felt that it fell under their responsibilities. They wanted fliers in all the local mail boxes, plus local radio along with TV. I suggested that they wait on the TV for a while because that would be the most expensive and was not truly directed towards our local area. Jenny thought that posters should be put up in local shops where women were the most likely customers. I agreed with that, especially if we had the right outfits on when we approached the shop owners. We would wait on getting them printed until we had a firm date for an open house

We had a quick lunch then dressed for our bank visit. Jenny and Jeanna wore business suits. Mine was as close to a business look as I could get. Marcy, Ching Lee, Vicky and Lorrie wore tight mini skirts with tight blouses and a jacket. I was pretty sure they had on push-up bras, not that they needed them and 4 inch heels

Marcy said with a laugh, “We are selling a gym to put women in shape. We need to show them that we are in shape and will be role models for the product.

We arrived 10 minutes early. Marcy, Ching Lee and Lorrie were carrying laptops or brief cases. The commercial loan board was still at lunch. While we waited in the lobby the work inside the bank came to a crawl. None of the men and a few of the women decided they were in a hurry. Jeanna excused herself to take an important call and stepped away from us to a more private corner.

Marcy was facing me filling me in on the things she had been working on. Both of them sounded interesting. I was just starting to comment when the board started coming in. It was easy to tell, all the ties looked out of place.

The last two people were coming through the door. One was Chuck Rustone, the other was a gentleman I did not know, when he suddenly stopped.

“De Stone?” he said.

Marcy turned and said, “Yes.”

“My God Jeanna, you have found the fountain of youth,” he said.

She laughed and replied, “I’m Marcy – Mom is over there on the phone.”

Jeanna had finished her conversation and was headed towards us when she said, “Josh Hamilton, fancy meeting you here.”

“I’m just here doing my job, it’s you I’m wondering about,” he said.

“I’m just here visiting my daughter and lending a little moral support,” she said.

“Yeah and I believe in the tooth fairy too,” he said with a wink.

By then we were all seated around the big corporate style meeting table. Chuck Rustone introduced all of the bank people including the federal bank auditor. I introduced my group and Jeanna as an interested observer.

I then turned everything over to Marcy and Ching Lee. Marcy passed out the business plan to everyone and then used the bank’s wireless to project each page as she explained them. She set the stack of contracts on the table as an alphabetical list was on the screen. Then she passed out a cost-return analysis on the building with the expenses right up to 5 PM last night. Marcy then turned the program over to Ching Lee.

Ching Lee ran the computer’s 3D presentation of the gym. That was followed by the web page. It was complete with a separate page for each of us as trainers. There was even a section on the training modules we had put together and a section for the new Marathoner treadmills we had obligated for.

Lorrie and Vicky then presented the advertising program we planned to use.

I explained the loan from Jake to get the project started and the time frame that I had agreed to pay him back to explain the need for the loan. I then asked for any questions.

Chuck looked at the bank people and then asked, “How is Jake doing? We haven’t seen him for a while, but his accounts are still active as ever.”

I explained about the Japanese nuclear power-plant cleanup project that Jake’s company was doing and that it was going to last 5 to 10 years.

Chuck looked at his people again and said, “Well, the bank has sort of a problem and the solution may be beneficial to both of us. We foreclosed on the Island Tanning Spa yesterday. The owner developed a problem with drugs and casino use. He didn’t make the last two months payments on his house or business. The business lease runs out at midnight Saturday night. We have to have the equipment out of the building by midnight tomorrow night or the leasing company takes full possession. You have plenty of extra room and are going to be staffed. They had excellent daily receipts when it was properly managed. It may be a perfect match for your operation. The equipment is the very latest out there. It was 30 thousand new and the bank note has 10 thousand left in it. If we add 15 thousand to your request would you be interested in adding it to your business? You have to have it moved and the building swept out and trash free by tomorrow night.”

I looked at my group and asked, “Well, what do you think, do we add a tanning business as well? I think it would be a fit.” I got all nods.

I called Bob again and explained our dilemma with the time-frame and asked if he had any men that would work tomorrow to move and clean the building. I also explained that another room for the salon would have to be built and fast because NOW was the Christmas and New Year’s party tanning season. He told me he would have all the crews at work tomorrow at 8, just meet him there with the keys.

I looked at Chuck and said,” If we have the loan we will take the equipment.”

“As policy we insist that all funds go through our bank. You have multiple accounts with us; we are good with that. We will loan you the two hundred and sixty five thousand and add a fifty thousand credit line. We will place a lien on the 1001 Summers Rd property and equipment. We will have all the formal papers drawn up for you to sign by the end of the week and the funds will be available on Monday. I think good things are going to happen with your new business. If there are no questions I think we are finished here,” he said.

We thanked them for approving the loan and for thinking of us with the tanning salon arrangement. I added that we will be good business partners.

Josh said, “Jeanna, my dear friend. Not only did you give your daughter your great looks but your business smarts as well. I find it interesting the Executive Vice President of Midwestern Banking and Trust, the largest privately held bank in the western US with a war chest in the billions for expansion, is sitting in on a loan hearing. I suspect that there is more here than meets the eye. If you are looking to expand eastward I can give you a list of good prospects that just need an influx of new management ideas.”

Jeanna smiled and replied, “I was just here to see my daughter over the holidays. Then I got interested in their project and stayed to be moral support for her and her friends. The area and the people have grown on me. I will be back often. But, you know I never show all my cards”.

As we left I called Dr. Moore and told her that Misty was staying with us for a couple of weeks. I told her that we had a room she could stay in if she didn’t mind bunking in the same bed with Dr Rich. She asked if she could come on Saturday. I told her any time that suited them would be great.

Bob was still over at the gym when we returned. I asked if he had time to go to the spa to measure it out. We chalked it out on the floor on the west side of the waiting room. He would cut a door through the new wall for the entrance to the tanning room.

Marcy had been texting and making calls the whole time. We had almost finished with the layout. She asked, “Can we add a classroom? We are going to need one.”

We extended the tanning room down to the first overhead door and added a classroom beside it. The emergency exit from the tanning room would exit into the gym. The classroom entrance door was in the lobby; the emergency exit door opened out onto the gym floor. It was a good thing we had oversized the heat pump unit. It would now be at full capacity with the two new rooms.

The fire marshal had nixed the public boxing match for a whole list of reasons, so we still had plenty of room.

EDIT by Alfmeister

As soon as they left I was bombarded. I asked them to wait just a second. I asked Jenny for the phone numbers. I called the first number and turned on the speaker.

It rang three times before it was answered, “Hello, Dr. Shelly Moore, how may I help you?”

“Hi Shelly, I don’t know if you remember me, Roberta Jones, my friends call me BJ or you may remember me as Sergeant Jones. You helped me through a problem at the hospital in Germany,” I said.

“Yes, I remember you and your family. You were having a tough time dealing with the death of your best girl friend; she was also your half sister if I remember correctly. You were both shot in the ambush and she died in your arms. Are you having trouble? Do you need to see me again?” she asked. “I see you on the news every now and then. You are one of those heroes that just can’t ride off into the sunset.”

At this revelation every eye was on me. It was more information than I had told anyone. I knew I would have to explain later.

“Yes, that is correct. No, I am fine. I have a friend of a friend that was assaulted. She is taking it really bad.” I filled her in everything that had happened that I knew of about Misty Black, the bathroom episode, the dream and breakfast this morning.

Then I said “Dr., my concern is that in all of the leadership training classes that I had that dealt with severe depression or extreme personal crisis it was always stated that a prayer request and then being relaxed and happy and a huge breakfast were signs that the person had decided to commit suicide.”

Now all the eyes were on me and they were filled with concern.

Shelly said,” That is only partially true. She could have made that decision or she could have finally come to grips with it and has decided to fight it. The things that she says and does over the next few days will be the key. She does not need to be alone for a few days. I would need to put her on the couch and evaluate her to see where she is going mentally.”

“Where is your office? You never told me where you were going to set up shop,” I said.

“Dr. Rich and I are partners in the practice and our office in on Route 50 between Annapolis and Washington. We do a lot of contract work at Walter Reed hospital for the men coming back from the sand box.” She said.

I laughed and said, “We are less than 75 miles apart. We live on Kent Island on Summers Road.”

Then she was the one to laugh. “We have a professional retreat at Ocean City on Monday and Tuesday. We can leave a day early and spend the day there with you. Can you get her there?”

“We will damn well try. I will call you back when we know for sure.” I said. With that I cut the connection. I looked at the girls and said, “Can we, do you want to?

Lorrie said, “You know the answer to that one, you don’t have to ask.”

“Misty does not get to be alone for anything,” I said. All the heads nodded.

The maintenance crew started bringing in the mats, Homer and Jr. It was amazing how much alike all the college auditoriums were built. The architect must have sold a generic plan to everyone. The mats were down in a half hour. By the time they were finished the Mike’s Nursery truck was outside with 25 live Christmas trees that were to provide a place for Jenny to hide behind to do her part.

The maintenance people were done. I thank them for their help and sent them on their way. Kate reviewed the disc she was to use and it was playing on the big screen. It was the new one that Ching Lee had put together to use when we went commercial with the program. She came to me and asked, “Are you sure this is the one you want to use?”

“Yes it is. I will say, ‘Kate’ each time you are to play a new part. I have a cheat sheet to keep me in place. Lorrie or Vicky will be sitting with you to help you. They will want you to stop and start during their parts.”

We still had a couple of hours before the class started. I discussed the lack of security we had seen with Jenny and we thought that it would be prudent to ask a few questions. Just when we were going to find Mr. Skaggs, he came walking through the door with three well dressed men that I figured to be from the board.

We went through all the introductions then he asked if we had everything we needed.

I replied, “Yes, but there are several things that I would like to talk to you about.”

“I was wondering where your college security is? We were here for a couple hours last night and in one of the dorms and have been here a couple of hours this morning and no one has asked who we were or what we are doing here.” I said.

“At KCC no one is on the property without first checking in with security or being immediately challenged by a security officer. Nor are they allowed into a dorm without a student notification. All contractors, even those that are only on the property just one day, must submit a photo ID to get a contractor pass. The only exception to that is a major construction project and then we assign a full time auditor. We cross check their ID against the sex offenders list and any watch list. Their payment is held until we get the day pass back. We don’t take any chances anymore. The times have changed, so must we” I said.

“We used to put the security department operation out for bids every two years. That kept them on their toes so to speak. The board, along with input from the sheriff’s department, decided that things would be more consistent to stay with one company. They have been here six years. The cost goes higher every year along with a reduction on what we get in return. Every request we make for changes takes months and adds additional cost. We are spending over a million for what we are getting,” he said. “I think there may be two people on during the day and one on at night.”

“I have ten full-time officers and a pool of 30 part-timers to pull from. The day shift has a secretary; she does scheduling and payroll plus phones, two patrol persons plus myself. Then the other two shifts have two full-timers plus two part-timers. There are four people on duty at all times. My budget is 1.5 million but I keep at least 400 thousand of that for special events. So the normal expenditures are around 1.1 million,” I said. “Starting in January we are going to send armed security on all college sports outings”

I went to my laptop and pulled up the KCC security system and walked them through all the security features. I showed them the list of all vehicles that had been on the campus today and a photo ID of all visitors.

“You are not playing around, are you?” he said.

“No, and neither should you be. Bad security makes your students easy targets. And they have already paid the price and unfortunately it may not be over,” I said.

Mr. Skaggs looked at the other two board members then said, “If we can convince the complete board to upgrade the security will you be willing to help design a new security department?”

“I will do everything I can to help you, even if my team has to start a security company to manage it for you.” I said.

The female students and staff were filling the auditorium seats for the program. Vicky, Lorrie and Kate and her laptop were setting in the center of the front row. As the students came in I selected several to participate based on how they were dressed as I did at the KCC program. Jenny was in the corner room behind the row of trees, in disguise for her part. The program I was going to use was the one that the girls had put together to use when we went commercial.

At one PM sharp I turned on the mike and rapped on the podium that I had moved against the wall to be out of the way.

“Afternoon. I would say good afternoon but there is nothing good about the topic of sexual assault that we are going to discuss in depth today. The program you are about to see and participate in is copy-righted. That means you may not record or take pictures. You cannot use any portion of this program without written consent of Jones Fitness and Training Center. As advertised we are going to use very descriptive language and very harsh images to get our point across to you,” I said.

“My name is Roberta Jones. When I was very young my friends called me Bobby Joe and later shortened that to BJ. There are people around the world that know me as Sergeant Jones and a lot of them are not too happy about it. I am the director of Safety and Security at KCC in C-town,” I said.

I walked to the end of the row and said, “I want you to count off in fours, 1234, 1234, each row all the way back and do it nice and loud.” When they had finished I began.

“Statistics, we are bombarded with them, from grade averages to point spreads on your team games. There are so many statistics in fact that we no longer really pay any attention to them. A few weeks ago a major news provider had a 15 second clip that one in four female college students enrolled in a four year program would be sexually assaulted. That’s right- fifteen seconds. To get a real idea what that looks like will all that called out the number 4 please stand up? Now everyone look around, turn around and look. Look at what one in four really looks like. To me this just isn’t acceptable,” I said. “Please sit down.”

“If one in four male college students had one of his testicles removed, there would be marches in the street. The great hot air politicians around the nation would be giving speeches in prime time calling for great measures to put an end to it. There would be thousands of extra police assigned, even troops on campus.” I said.

I walked down the row asking questions.

“Have you seen any marches?” I asked a redhead. “No” she replied.

“Have you seen anything on the news?” I asked a black girl. “No” she replied.

“Have you seen any great numbers of police?” I asked another. “No” she said.

“The most powerful position in the congress was with a woman. Not one law or rule was introduced to help stop this, not one.” I said.

“The most powerful person in the Health and Human Services was a women; not one word from them.” I said. “What they did do was to give you free birth control and abortions. I’m sorry, that just does not help.”

“What this means is that we have to reduce those numbers ourselves. That is what we are here today to do, to give you tools to protect yourself.” I said. “So let’s get started”

“I am a rape victim. Seven years ago I was drugged and raped and punch fisted. If you don’t know what that is?” Kate ran the clip.

Jenny came out of the trees to capture me and then we did our choreographed fight sequence. At the end I said, “That is what you can do with months of training. Now we are going to show you what you can do with just a little practice.”

I went over the details of kick the nuts and poke the eyes. I took several shots at Homer and Jr. We then went through the clothing demo as we had done with the first program – baggy clothing verses tight clothing – and how loose clothing helps the attacker. Jenny even carried a screaming girl behind the trees. I went behind them to help the girl and set up the ‘You have to wait till later for pussy’ farce.

We then ran a new thirty minute film that explained all the drugs criminals use to get girls and how they get them into your system.

We went through the normal stuff, put the phone away, and pay attention to your surroundings. Keep your hands out of your pockets so you can fight with them. Never turn your back on an assailant to run. You are defenseless that way and cannot defend yourself.

Vicky then explained her encounter with roving-hands Dan. She showed the clip of her kicking his nuts and him going down to his knees. She showed pictures of her bruised breast.

Lorrie than described her attack in detail and the damage to her body. She showed still pictures from the police car cam that showed her naked and bloody where they had dumped her. She showed pictures of her tortured breast and body. She then held up the pliers that had been used to torture her that we had gotten from the police evidence locker

Lorrie than had Kate run two minutes of the recovered video of her being tortured then revived and tortured again, including where the attackers were discussing ripping off her cunt lips with the pliers before they decided against it. They each wanted one more fuck before they dumped her.

Lorrie said, “Don’t let anyone tell you not to fight to the last breath. I didn’t and they almost killed me. Now we have some better video of what happens when you do fight. The following video clips are real from the college security cam. People died in the next clips.”

Kate then ran the cross-walk video where Lorrie and Vicky took down the attackers. The eye pokes and their screams, the kicks to the nuts, throat and face that totally disabled the rapist.

Kate then ran the video of the action at the intersection. Lorrie stopped the tape as the driver got out and said, “He is the one that tortured me with this pair of pliers” as she held them up. The tape finished with me shooting him and the shootout with the last one. There were plenty of comments from the audience.

Jenny then came out of hiding and grabbed a girl from the front row. Then Jenny and Lorrie did their fight sequence and strip down as in the first one. Jenny with the strap-on drew gasps from the audience. Again Lorrie took it off and this time tossed it to someone in the front row who caught it with eyes as big as saucers.

I then made the statement about the fifteen percent that knew or had met their assailant in some way before the assault. We took questions from the floor.

The first question was from a staff member. Debbie Thompson was the girl’s basket ball coach, “Your team is in great shape. What is your secret?”

“I have a basement gym. We work out a minimum of two hours, seven days a week. We are in the process of buying a building to take our workout and training commercial,” I said.

We spent an hour answering questions and helping the students give the dummies the work over. I had Misty and Belinda each take a turn. Then I asked Misty how she was doing.

“Some of it was a little tough. I think I just have to work it out and be stronger,” she said.

“The semester is finished. Why don’t you and Belinda come spend the holiday with us? We can help you get stronger. Lorrie and I have been there. Lorrie and I understand what you are going through. We have room for both of you,” I said.” I will get Sarah and Vicky to help you go pack, if you like.”

They looked at each other and nodded. They and their helpers left. As Sarah walked by she leaned to me and said, “Thanks.”

Maintenance started loading up the mats. Forty-five minutes later we were on the way to Summers Road. It was late with almost no traffic. I set the cruise for 67 and let her roll. At nine forty-five we pulled into Summers Road. Kate called her husband as we were coming into Annapolis. He pulled in as we were unloading the luggage. We were all tired and it showed. Marcy, Ching Lee and Jeanna gave us a quick rundown of the day’s events. We put our guests in the extra rooms and changed the sleeping arrangement so I could sleep with Misty again, then we showered together. I hoped for a quiet night.

Edit By Alfmeister